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“Ronald, please notify the Second Division to closely monitor Zhu Wenlin, but do not arrest anyone. Investigate his network and recent whereabouts.”

Vice Minister Li stood there thinking for a long time and gave Luo Yongying an order.

Whether Zhu Wenlin is a spy or not, since he has entered the Ministry of Social Affairs' sight, the harm is not great. The most important thing now is to verify and find out the possible intelligence network behind the other party.

Luo Yongying understood the reason and nodded: "Yes, chief."

The third bureau and the first section of the Ministry of Social Affairs work on Japanese espionage. The counterintelligence work against the government is mainly responsible for the third bureau and the second section.

Unlike the incompatibility between the Central Government and the Military Government, these two departments will jointly handle cases when necessary, and the cooperation between the two parties is very tacit.

After answering, Luo Yongying was stunned and said: "When you were in direct contact with the 81 suspects, you said that the case was already being solved. Did you know that Zhu Wenlin had a problem for a long time? You called the Guo Party people to come and have a look at the left person." Heavy reaction?"

Being able to work in the Ministry of Social Affairs, her thinking logic and reactions are not bad. Thinking of the words taught to her by the deputy minister, she immediately realized that her superiors' invitation to special agents to participate in the investigation had a deeper meaning.

Deputy Minister Li did not explain, and turned around and returned to his residence. There are some things that the other party needs to figure out for himself. Only by learning to think independently can he become a qualified intelligence officer. All he can do is be a leader.

 Luo Yongying's eyes brightened more and more as he thought about it. He gave a serious salute to the door and walked quickly to the office of the Second Department with a confident and calm smile on his face.

 Early morning the next day.

Gui Youguang knocked on the door, and Zuo Zhong walked out of the cave bleary-eyed, holding a toothbrush and starting to wash up next to the water tank. Da Touguang looked around and reported two situations in a low voice.

“Team leader, there are some people near Zhu Wenlin’s residence. They should be counter-espionage personnel of the underground party. The code I left has not been touched.”

 “Stop observing, the Ministry of Social Affairs is not the central government, pfft”

Spitting out the toothpaste foam in his mouth, Zuo Zhong replied lightly, then put the toothbrush aside, took the towel handed by Gui Youguang, wet it with cold water, bent down and wiped his face while continuing.

“It seems that the underground party has also become suspicious of this guy. The last time the rebels asked us to investigate, we were just throwing stones at him. Whether Zhu Wenlin can escape the pursuit of the Ministry of Social Affairs depends on his own luck.

This kind of secret agent with no identity will be dead when he dies. Anyway, the bureau chief has more than this card in his hand. But we should be more careful when communicating with the rebels. We must know that walls have ears, do you understand? "

After giving Gui Youguang some advice, Zuo Zhong wrung out the towel and handed it back. After straightening his collar, he called Wu Chunyang to discuss the next step.

The consolation group's trip has come to an end, and they need to find a way to find out the military intelligence in the border area.

These days, the overseas Chinese in Nanyang have inspected the party affairs and government affairs in the border areas. The military aspect is just a quick glance, and they will not be able to do business if they go back like this.

When going to the border area, both someone and Dai Chunfeng made a clear request that they hope that the accompanying personnel will "go deep into the bandit den" to collect more military intelligence on the border area and help the Military Council and the staff analyze and judge the combat effectiveness of the Eighth Route Army.

Before the Japanese were driven away, Mr. Huangpu Chang Zhilang was ready to fight. In the eyes of the other party, as long as he defeated the underground party, he would dominate the world.

To achieve this goal, military intelligence in the border area is a top priority. If they fail to complete the mission this time, someone will go crazy.

 A few minutes later, Wu Chunyang arrived after receiving the news. Zuo Zhong stood in the middle of the yard and discussed with him and Gui Youguang for a while.

 The three of them agreed that this matter must not be handled by the national government, and that the consolation group must be directed to apply to the border area to visit the army.

At that time, they will follow to "protect" Mr. Chen. No matter how much information they can collect, they will finally have an explanation to Shangfeng.

If anyone thinks that someone on the left is not fulfilling his responsibilities, just let him come to the border area on his own and see if the Ministry of Social Affairs is strong enough.

Having finalized the general plan, Zuo Zhong walked to a cave, knocked on the door, and walked in. He saw Mr. Chen sitting cross-legged on the kang and reading a newspaper.

Compared with when he first arrived in the border area, the other party's dress was much simpler. His dress was replaced by a commoner, his hair was messy and full of dust, and he looked just like an old farmer in the countryside.

 “Mr. Chen, what’s the news?”

Zuo Zhong greeted him familiarly, sat down on the edge of the kang naturally, stretched his head and looked at the pile of newspapers on the kang table, with a curious look on his face.

Mr. Chen folded the newspaper in his hand, glanced at him and said angrily: "If there is any news, Team Leader Xu, don't you know? What can be hidden from you special people? Chen has heard about military commanders in Nanyang." and the prestige of Zhongtong.

As the captain of the Attendant's Office, Team Leader Xu only needs a telegram if he wants to know something, and the military commander and the central commander will send it to him with both hands. Why do you have to make such a joke with me, an old man? "

Perhaps sensing that his tone was a little harsh, and thinking that the other party had rescued the consolation group after all, Mr. Chen replaced the word agent with a human being and patted the newspaper, sighing with emotion.

"The underground party's news work is very good. The content is detailed and every word is accurate. It also pays more attention to the people at the bottom. Compared with newspapers in Nanyang and the state government, the speech is freer. Look, the above is launching an attack on your army. A certain friction was reported in detail. Team leader Xu and Chen wanted to know, what on earth is the chairman going to do?

 United to fight against Japan, the first priority is unity. If the government is half-hearted and all forces are scattered, how can we defeat the Japanese and how can we restore the country? "

Hey, I don't know what someone is thinking.

Zuo Zhong cursed secretly, but he said something about the fallacy that in order to fight against the outside world, one must first calm down the inside. Regardless of whether Mr. Chen believed it or not, there were some things that must be said, and the attitude must be firm.

　　After talking a lot of nonsense, he paused and talked about the purpose of his trip. In his words, he was quite disdainful of the fighting power of the Eighth Route Army.

“Mr. Chen, the Japanese have been preparing for decades to invade the Republic of China, and now they have a confrontation, all thanks to the Chairman’s wise command. Otherwise, how can the few broken guns on the Eighth Route stop the wolves and tigers of the Japanese?

Not to mention anything else, the military commander alone has sacrificed hundreds of intelligence personnel in recent years, and countless loyal rescue army personnel have died under Japanese gunfire. Doesn’t this prove the contribution of the party and the state in the fight against Japan? "

 He ​​recounted the remarks of some people on the Internet in later generations. At first glance, it seemed that there was nothing wrong with it, but it was quite confusing.

But in fact, without the delay of the Eighth Route Army in the north, hundreds of thousands of troops from the North China Expeditionary Army could go south without any scruples. The mountain city would face a flanking attack from both sides, and it would only be a matter of time before it falls.

As for some people who say that the Japanese army did not go south because of the presence of the Guo Army at the Zhongtiao Mountain Defense Line, this simply overestimates the Guo Army's combat effectiveness.

Zhongtiao Mountain is indeed important in location, shielding Luoyang, Tongguan and the Central Plains, guarding Chang'an and the northwest, and overlooking southern Shanxi and northern Henan.

 The problem is that the fruit troops stationed in the defense line are too late to engage in smuggling business. How about fighting? What kind of war? Isn’t it great to make money?

Even in the southern Jiangsu region, Lao Dai's loyal rescue army has been able to maintain its current status without collapse, all thanks to the secret organization of latent underground party members, otherwise the morale of the army would have collapsed long ago.

Objectively speaking, the Kuomintang Party did make a great contribution to resisting the Japanese army, but the underground party was by no means sitting back and watching the fight between tigers and tigers as some people said.

Evidence is that by the time the veterans of the underground party’s southwest period had been strategically transferred, less than 12% remained by the time they were awarded honors in the 1950s, and the casualty rate was as high as over 80%, which was tragic.

Of course, this is something to say later. Now Zuo Zhong can only paint someone and the country without conscience.

After hearing what Zuo Zhong said, Mr. Chen frowned and said nothing. It was not until the sound of getting up and washing outside became more and more noisy that he suddenly spoke.

“Team Leader Xu, just say what you want to do. Chen is not a fool. You must have a purpose in what you just said.”

  To be able to grow from a penniless poor boy to become the largest rubber producer and manufacturer in Southeast Asia, Mr. Chen is not an ordinary person, and he quickly adjusted his emotions.

“Hahaha, Mr. Chen is quick to talk to others, so I won’t hide it.”

Zuo Zhong gently stroked his palms and stared at the other party: "I want Mr. Chen to communicate with the underground party and allow us to visit the Eighth Route Army combat troops around the station. This is not difficult and the other party will agree.

The underground party always says that they are willing to obey the government's management. The chairman of the committee and the chief of the attendant's office are dubious about this. This time it is just a good time to test one or two. This is Xu's duty.

This matter is also good for you. The overseas Chinese in Nanyang want to know the situation on the anti-Japanese front line. Military inspection is the top priority. As the saying goes, seeing is believing. Whether the border area has the ability to resist the Japanese, you will know by looking at it. "

 Visit the military

Mr. Chen was a little hesitant. He understood that the purpose of Team Leader Xu was impure. After saying so much, he just wanted to spy on the military intelligence of the underground party.

But as the other party said, they really lack understanding of the border area army. In the eyes of the Nanyang people, the mountain city is the orthodoxy of the Republic of China, and they are only willing to donate and raise funds for the Fruit Party.

Even after these days of inspection, he and other members of the consolation group felt that the underground party was more promising than the political party, but it was difficult to adjust the target of donations. After all, the prejudice could not be eliminated in a short time.

After hesitation, Mr. Chen slowly raised his head: "Okay, I will communicate with the border area, but Team Leader Xu, I can't guarantee whether the other party will agree.

 In addition, assuming that the underground party agrees, I hope you can objectively evaluate the Eighth Route Army, persuade the Chairman to abandon past conflicts, and both sides work together to deal with the Japanese. "

“No problem, Xu is also patriotic.”

Zuo Zhong agreed wholeheartedly, chatted with Mr. Chen for a few more words and left, and under the secret "protection" of several Ministry of Social Affairs staff members, he walked around the residence.

On the same day, high-level officials in the border region received a request for a condolence mission. Some felt that they could not agree to avoid leaking military secrets, while others felt that they had to agree in order to gain greater help from overseas Chinese in Southeast Asia.

Finally, a voice with a southern accent made the final decision: “Since they want to see it, let them see it. It’s no big deal, the sky won’t fall.

We underground party members are open-minded and open-minded. We not only agree to visit, but also give a warm welcome to let the overseas Chinese in Nanyang know that the border area is an anti-Japanese force that really does things. "

　　The speaker was straightforward and his speech was sonorous and powerful. Everyone stopped the discussion and quickly reached a unified opinion.